We met on a summer day
the fire in your eyes...
Children
Noisy, Excitable...
I work my hands to the bone
digging myself an early grave...
You think you have a friend,
Someone you can trust...
I wrote a letter today knowing
I wouldn't receive a reply, not knowing who would...
What do you do when
your superhero turns old and gray...
Sweet, kind, caring, loving to all
Caretaker and best friend...
Roses are beautiful
Their a sign of love...
I write to pass time
An emotional release...
The moments they make me miss
Celebrations...
Today is freezing
I am a human icicle...
One day i met a pick pocket
he took my locket...